The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

John and Konstantin ran up as she struggled to get away. “NO! Let me go! I can’t, I can’t.” She was crying and trying to get free, but I was never going to let her go.

“Shhh, love, it’s all right. Whatever it is, we can work it out.”

“NO! Let me go, I beg you. You don’t want me for a mate, I can’t do that to you. I, Elizaveta Klimova, reject you… wait, what is your name? I can’t reject you without a name?”

“Then I won’t tell you my name, my love. Come, let us return to the Pack House where we can work this out like adults.”

“NO!” She struggled against me, her body rubbing against my erection, making it even more painful.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

“Just give me one reason why,” I said as I wrapped my legs around her, holding her hips tight. I pushed he chin up until she was looking at me. “Why would you turn away the greatest gift you can ever get? Why would I turn away what I’ve waited my whole life to find?” I moved my head down, my lips capturing hers. Her wolf growled in agreement with mine, and she stopped struggling and relaxed into me. When I broke the kiss, she was sobbing in my arms.

“I’m a traitor, I’m a killer. Beta Polina is in the safe room of the Pack House with a load of explosives, she’s going to bring it all down and I’m the one who let her in.” I looked at her in shock, then looked at John and Konstantin. “Kill me now, before the bond strengthens and you can’t do it without killing yourself.”

“I’m warning them now,” John said.

“Kill me, PLEASE. Let my last moments be in your arms.”

Jessie’s POV

The room temperature seemed to change instantly as the recognition of what had just happened swept across the audience. Alpha Javier was on his feet, and Pack security members were instantly moving. Weapons hidden in wall safes were pulled out, and metal shutters moved down over the windows overlooking the front of the building and the park. “Your attention please,” Alpha Javier said, and the room instantly quieted. “As a precautionary measure, the Pack House is going into lockdown procedures and a heightened level of security awareness. I am doing this because I don’t know yet if the attack on the St. Petersburg Pack is an isolated incident or part of a larger plan, so I will err on the side of caution,” he said.

“Will we be evacuating, Alpha?” One of the visiting Betas asked as he stood protectively in front of his Luna.

“Not at this time. If we detect a threat, we would remove everyone to the safe room except the security personnel. Please, continue to eat and socialize, this is only a precaution.”

I sat back down, looking over at Patrick. “The children, what is being done with them?”

“They are being kept where they are, and additional warriors are being sent to reinforce the security that is already there. They are having fun with the movie, they won’t even notice the change in our security. At this level, the external exits are all locked and reinforced, while the internal doors require the Security Center to open them. As long as we don’t try to leave these rooms, you won’t notice anything but the shutters.” He looked back to the television. “I bet it was the Sicilians. They probably came to Luna Natasha and demanded their money. When she couldn’t pay, they killed her too.”

“Was she Russian Mob?”

“We don’t think so, you’ve seen The Godfather. Yuri didn’t let his mate know anything about the family business. He needed her clean and lily-white, both to hide assets and to be the Pack Luna.’

“She was a wonderful mother and Luna,” Mischa added. “Everyone loved her, it made it easier for those in the Pack to handle Yuri as their Alpha.”

“She must have been a saint to put up with him,” I said. “He was an evil wolf, and our world is better without him. Anatoly should have had a chance to grow up to be a good Alpha.”

Patrick looked down at his phone and smiled. “John and Larry are almost here. It’s a twenty-minute drive from the airport with no traffic, but they’ll make it in twelve.” I looked at him quizzically. “Konstantin showed John the photos I took of you at the reception earlier. He got all flushed and jealous, then ordered the driver to go faster.”

I blushed a little, but inside I was happy. I wanted him, and he wanted me. My God, how that man wanted me all night long. “Will this security stuff going on, can he get in?”

“I’ve alerted our security staff he is coming. They will be waiting for them at the front door. Everyone else is here or is staying in their room per the security protocol. It won’t be long now.”

“I need to go freshen up,” I said. Honestly, I just needed to calm myself and link him without my emotions being on display to all. I didn’t know it was possible to miss someone this much, a weekend apart seemed like a month. My pregnancy hormones were already showing and my moods were swinging quickly between extremes. Earlier in the car, I had bawled uncontrollably at a diaper ad on a billboard as we drove by.

Mischa got up to go with me, as a two-person rule is required for women at every social function. No one likes to squeeze back into a dress alone. We ducked into the bathroom and I went straight to the sink. “Link him, that will help calm your wolf,” she said as she pulled a hairbrush out of her handbag.

“John, you’re close? I missed you.”

“A few minutes out, my love. I missed you too, more than you could know. I can’t wait to see you.”

“I hear you already saw a photograph of me, Patrick took away my surprise reveal. I really like this dress.”

“I love that dress, baby. I just don’t know if I want other males to see you IN that dress. Plus, like all your other dresses, it looks best falling to the floor by our bed as I strip it off you, before ravishing you all night long.”

He knows just the things to get me going, and I could feel my body responding to him already. “We do have to spend time at the reception you left me alone for all night. If you’re a good boy, I’ll show you what I’m wearing UNDER my dress for you when we get to our room.”

“Can’t this thing go any faster?” I laughed at his frustration. “I’m glad nothing is schedule until after lunch tomorrow, because you aren’t leaving our bed until you can’t move your legs.”

“Promises, promises. You already knocked me up, no need to knot me up.”

“Maybe I like being tied to you for hours. If I remember, it worked well for you too. We’re eight blocks away, I’ll see you soon. Love you.”

“Love you more.”

A few minutes later, my face and hair looking perfect again, we walked back out to a waiting Patrick. “They’re a few blocks away, would you care to meet him in the lobby instead of in front of all these people?”

“YES. Please.” I was almost shaking with anticipation, I felt like one of those dogs in the welcome-home soldier videos who just can’t stop moving. He led Mischa and I past the security member in the red shirt, carrying an AK-74 rifle, and to the doors where more security force members waited. These people were the reserve force, and they had responded in battle dress including helmets, Kevlar vests and rifles with all the gear. I saw the widow guards were down, the front was dark, and the heavy doors closed and braced. “Can we see out?”

He brought me over to the window, where a gun port was set up at my shoulder height. Sliding the inch-thick steel plate to the side, I could see through the window to the street in front of the house. I started to bounce when the Mercedes turned the corner, tires squealing as they struggled to keep purchase with the roadway. The car screeched to a halt, and the door opened and my John came out in his tuxedo, looking at the front door for me. “Jessie where are you?”

“Come inside, the House is on lockdown because of the attack on Luna Natasha.” I started to stand up, then stopped as he suddenly turned around and ran back towards the car. “What’s going on?”

“Larry found his mate, and she took off running,” he said. Run? From Larry? Why would any shewolf do that? He was a good man, a good wolf.

“Bring them back, I want to meet her,” I said. They disappeared around the corner, trying to catch up to Larry and his fleeing woman. Patrick was looking at me funny, he looked outside and didn’t see anyone. “Larry scented his mate, they’re going after her.”

He smiled widely, and Mischa squealed with excitement. “This is so wonderful,” she said as she hugged her mate. “Who is it?”

“We don’t know,” I said. I knew John would link me when he could, so I just said a silent prayer thanking Luna for bringing a woman into Larry’s life. Secretly, I was hoping she outranked him so he would be coming here with us. “See, you’re already thinking of yourself as Pack Luna,” my wolf laughed in my mind. “I can be happy for them, and nothing is set in stone. I haven’t even talked to John about this.” My wolf just snorted in amusement. “Our mate will go wherever we decide will make us happy, a place to raise our pups and take care of our Pack.”

My heart stopped when John sent the warning to me. I almost stumbled before turning to Patrick. “Beta Polina is already here, she’s in the safe room with a load of explosives and she’s going to blow up the building with us inside it.” Patrick recovered and must have sent a mental message to all the Moscow Pack members, then the other Alphas picked it up because Stan sent it back to me thirty seconds later.

I didn’t bother responding, I was already heading for the stairs with Mischa, our wolves focused on only one thing.

We had to get the children out of the building NOW.

John’s POV

My stomach dropped as Larry’s mate confessed the plot to him. I sent a message to Jessie, knowing it would be passed along. I looked at Larry, holding his newfound mate in his arms as she begged him for a death he could not bring himself to give her.